Might just start a revolution
f#ck a state and institution
How they herd up everybody
Burning imaginary money
Everything you flexing
Everybody that you texting
They’ll be dead in thirty minutes
Stopping by to make a visit
Home invasion rope abrasion
Breaking inside no invitation
Where’s your f#cking fronting b#tch
Said that you were something b#tch
Why you falsifying
What you getting from the lying
You won’t get no respect from me
Boutta gut you up put you to sleep
Got a stack of twenties
Now my nose is dripping runny
Stop right by the liquor store
I’m taking out a brick or so
Load a pistol smoking crystal
We got real no artificial
f#ck a color and a set
b#tch I’m a runner and a threat
Pumping a shotty you wanna copy
All I be spitting you rap as a hobby
b#tch I’m on a wavе no way will I say
Yes to a sh#t tape with the bеats that you made
f#cking around and I’m feeling invincible
I got no heart inside I got no principles
Open a packet of woods in the trunk I be
Faded and swerving this sh#t is all fun to me
Whoa stood up too fast and I’m too cashed
Tapping out quick knew you wouldn’t last
No to a trash hoe stop in El Paso
Gripping on tecs but I ran outta ammo
Foes fed em to crows
Step in the place and I’m here with my woes
Making a toast head is still froze
Dead in the lake is the way that it goes
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